I arrive at the kerb of this anywhere street,
With its traffic in workaday flow.
Not one of these people am I likely to meet,
Of their lives, there is nothing I know.

I reach out my finger to the button of fate,
With its power to change life forever.
Even now as I’m poised and so brief hesitate,
I’ve caused things to now happen and never.

For today is the one when my life crosses theirs,
And whose futures I’m here to decide.
Never knowing the lives it improves and impairs,
As by me, they in ignorance glide.

And then at that moment in time and this place,
I decide with a singular push.
To that instant disrupt all inhabited space,
With a beeping, a stopping and hush.

So now all is different, each no longer the same,
These pedestrians and drivers and me.
For this tear in fates fabric there is but one to blame,
And all life that now will and won’t be.

Like the butterfly effect but more power to change,
And disruption to the flow lines of Earth.
A greater potential to life rearrange,
Play some part in a death or a birth.

So when next you encounter a moment like this,
Be in awe of its cosmic effect.
Have a care for the momentous intervention it is,
For its power, have a newfound respect.